βˆ†Azraelβˆ†

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Lion Stats
Experience
58390 / 3960 (100%)
Level 7
Strength 65 Speed 63
Stamina 49 Smarts 56
Agility 73 Skill 48
Total Stats: 354
Lion Currents
Age 14 years, 7 months old
Hunger
0%
Mood
100%
Sex Female
Pose Kind
Personality
Timid (Snarky)

Adult Stage
Newborn Stage 100%
Young Cub Stage 100%
Cub Stage 100%
Adolescent Stage 100%
Adult Stage 96.794871794872%
Elder Stage 0%
Breeding Info
Father Ode to Caedo (Deceased) Mother Shedua (Deceased) View Full Heritage
Last Bred 11 days ago Fertility Very Low (23%) View All Cubs Bred (1)
Appearance Markings
Base Umber (Red Skin) Slot 1: Haliotis Reverse Vitiligo Mash (40%) Tier 3
Slot 2: Red Lace (10%) Tier 3
Slot 3: Hibiscus Rogue (94%) Tier 3
Slot 4: Bloodbourne Siamese (64%) Tier 3
Slot 6: Pulsar Dim (66%) Tier 5
Slot 8: Lycaon Heavy Noctis (89%) Tier 3
Slot 9: Labradorite Mesh (86%) Tier 3
Slot 10: Haliotis Proteles (48%) Tier 3
Genetics Red Medium Solid Rare
Eyes Brown
Mane Type Razor
Mane Color Rhodonite
Mutation None
Marking Slots
10
Equipped Decorations
None!
Lifetime Hunting Results
Total Hunts 182 Successful Hunts 182 Success Rate 100%


Biography
While walking through a new territory you come across a odd area... there are bones.. starving pups and cubs.. along with a corpse of what you assume to be the cubs mother.. you don't see the pups mother so once again you assume the no longer living lioness had been taking care of them. Your head hung low, regretting that you're unable to do anything for them when a odd glimmer catches your eye.. there's a gorgeous lioness.. she has this odd.. ethereal glow to her? You try to look at her eyes and it feels as though you're being sucked in... "I'm not here for you... It's not your time.." a raspy but gentle voice rings out, you snap out of your trance to notice the glimmers that had originally caught your eye, what seemed to be the mother of the cubs was walking by the lioness, as the cubs and pups gathered around her. She gave you a odd sense of comfort.. It scared you to be so comfortable in such a desolate place, so you left. While you wish you could see the lioness again, you hope you won't have to for a while.

Happy but intimidated by your attention, βˆ†Azraelβˆ† greets you shyly, then backs away to give you some space.





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